Listen Witch Yoo Hee OST(Pinoy Version Theme Song)

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Midnight Circus (Elvenking)

Gone from this world
to find knowledge or pain
I follow myself from a distant
and fading dream

Loving her brightness so dear to me
it makes me to look further in
To enter a world hidden far (from home)
Hushing the fears, I can see with blinded
eyes

Nearby the circus this time I won't pass!
Where all the fears and indifference lie
A warm place to drown
your own need to find
The questions that bury your mind
You won't find the answers to Life
(this way)
Now turn your head, step back from the
jesters, run!

A quest that only some would take
It grabs our soul if there is one
Could (it) be that we're left alone
Or guided by the moonlight

Runaway runaway runaway
From this midnight circus
On this ride on this tide
I am crawling deep inside
And fair wind's awaiting me

Fallen away from the chains of my mind
It's my own choice to attain the truth
Free from all wavering I hear a song
Go far ahead, you will hear
A harmony carved into Life
Few final steps
Dream on...

Runaway runaway runaway
From this midnight circus
On this ride on this tide
I am crawling deep inside
And fair wind's awaiting me

Runaway runaway runaway
And all the fear is gone now
On this path we take, this lifewe share
An answer might appear
And fair wind's awaiting me

A quest that only some would take
It grabs our soul if there is one
Could (it) be that we're left alone
Or guided by the moonlight

Burning constellation
On this trail to the unknown
I just keep on questoning
For an answer never told
Darker than the night
Is the way we're passing through

Courage and faith it takes
To make it last that far
It may ends for tomorrow
Or it may take a lifetime

(Dream on...)

Rex Irae (Requiem: Overture - Fourth Version) (Celtic Frost)

You ...... have joined your father's feast
Those who saw: Essence or fall
Floods of dramatic silence
And words, from whom we don't know

[OVERTURE/KING WRATH:]

Let me dream ...
Flee from false ...
I have tasted the weight of lust
My hands on the skein of height
... A pallid death
Mirage into dark
The horizons echo your glance
Following a detractive sleep
I am the wrath beneath the heavens
The downfall's monologue
Fallen into the vision of effect
Quiet as gods can be
(Joining the king's words)Orgies of fear
lnbreeding and death
I have walked Carthagia's sands
l've touched those buried walls
I am the ...
All mortal is love?
Remembrance has won
Breathing glorified innonce
Quiescence has died therefore
I am the ...

[REMEMBRANCE I:]

We stood before the portals of Babylon
And saw it's petrified fall
... Have seen your decline's symbols
But carried another life
We tasted the wine of Persepolis,
As mute as our era's breath
Death was never a fragment of
Exalting fantasy ...

[REMEMBRANCE III (?):]

This last region - Last of fire
Orgasmic cries - Tears and words
Wrath and strenght - Oh, gods! For you!
Before the throne ... - Death

[OVERTURE: FINALE:]

Fright and praise
A faded light
Intimate rests my book
Unwritten what seems true
I am the ...
Art of might!
You remaining king
Take your predesessor's hand
You son of my Jade gift ...
I am the ...

New Song (Ben Lee)

My heart it is eternal
And my soul it often flies
You can see it in the evenings soaring through the skies
And it takes me close to madness
Though it never really tries

Ive crossed a million rivers
And Ive walked a million miles
Ive kissed a holy angel and Ive tried to show some style
I never even questioned
How I know its all worthwhile

But Im gonna make it through and Im gonna do it all
And Im gonna make it through and Im gonna do it all
And Im gonna make it through and Im gonna do it all
I will fall

My legs they get so tired
And my head it often screams
You can hear the thoughts all turning overload of fears and dreams
I dont mind the sting of feeling
But it burns when Im empty

Ill ride the road Ive chosen
And at times I know Ill fall
I have nothing to lose now so I want to taste it all
Wintertime in glendale
Till the next location calls

But Im gonna make it through and Im gonna do it all
And Im gonna make it through and Im gonna do it all
And Im gonna make it through and Im gonna do it all
I will fall

Im gonna make it through and Im gonna do it all
And Im gonna make it through and Im gonna do it all
And Im gonna make it through and Im gonna do it all
I will fall

Im gonna make it through and Im gonna do it all
And Im gonna make it through and Im gonna do it all
And Im gonna make it through and Im gonna do it all
I will fall

Well theres no one left but you now babe
Got to say that its your call

Im gonna make it through and Im gonna do it all
And Im gonna make it through and Im gonna do it all
And Im gonna make it through and Im gonna do it all
I will fall

Taco Song (Never Heard Of It)

No burritos just tacos no [x4]
no no no no...
can i have a burrito? no
can I have an enchilada? no
one fajita an 2 quesedillas? no no no
no no no no...
no enchiladas, no tostadas, no quesedillas, only tacos
no burritos just tacos no, no burritos just tacos no
no no no no...
se la balle calita (?)
Americano stop bailando,
Peruviano stop bailando
Nicaraguenze stop bailando
Never heard of it stop bailando
no burritos just tacos no [x4]
no enchiladas, no quesedillas, no fajitas, no tostadas
Only Tacoooos
a la balle calita
doot doot doo doo doo doo doo...
no burritos just tacos no, no burritos just tacos no
can I get a cheeseburger? No
can I get a...faaa.. no
Can I get anything? no
No no only tacos?
No no Tacos
No burrtios just tacos no
Only Tacos! [x4]

Sorry sir we're out of tacos [x6]

End Of An Era (Ben Lee)

I wrote my last love song today
Got the whole damn phase out of the way
It was here now its gone
But that was my last love song
I wrote my last love song today

I wrote my last love song tonight
Recorded my last love-starved plight
I was young and naive
I wore my heart on my sleeve
I wrote my last love song tonight

I wrote my last romantic spiel
So youd know how I feel
Youre just another girl no doubt
Who this songs not about
I wrote my last love song tonight

I used to think I was a pioneer
To love what no man has gone near
But theres no point no dignity
To sulk in self pity
So thats behind me
Just try me give me your best shot
I dont know what I am
But I know what Im not

I wrote my last love song it stinks
At least thats what I want you to think
But its not true therell be more
About the cute girl next door
Im just burned out on love for a while
Im just burned out on love for a while

Loving Him Was Easier (Nana Mouskouri)

I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountain in the skys
Aching with the feeling of the freedom of an eagle when he flies
Turning on the world the way he smiled upon my soul as I lay dying
Healing as the colors in the sunshine and the shadows of his eyes

Waking in the morning to the feeling of his fingers on my skin
Wiping out the traces of the people and the places that I've been
Teaching me that yesterday was something that I never thought of trying
Talking of tomorrow and the money, love and time we had to spend
Loving him was easier than anything I'll ever do again

Coming close together with a feeling that I've never know before in my time
He ain't ashamed to be a man or afraid to be a friend
I don't know the answer to the easy way he opened every door in my mind
But dreaming was as easy as believing it was never gonna end
And loving him was easier than anything I'll ever do again

Loving him was easier than anything I'll ever do again

Joy (Against Me!)

All's quiet, except for this song.
So maybe while I'm not together I can feel like I'm not alone.
And somewhere off in the distance, rapidly advancing, is an onslaught of sorts.
Young sirens wail with a skewed sense of glory.
And the lions in the cages roar at the memory of flight.

And there's a joy, a joy in all I can see.
A joy, in every possibility.

And all around this is a great, great feeling.
American rockets red-glared our most
disgusting triumph.
And in passing I am asked "Do you believe in a God?",
I shrug off the answer and continue to get high in this terror of no explanation.
I am looking for a faith.
My panic is an only reason.

And there's a joy, a joy in all I can see.
A joy, in every possibility.

When The Rose (Glen Of Guinness)

When the rose on your grave starts to fade
Ill take our little child to the place we used to love
I will rock her in my arms and sing
The song she used to hear when night came to town

So hard to forget
All the pain we share
When I tell her the story of our love
But I know That somewhere in her eyes
Ill find the faith to live and carry on

When the rose on your grave starts to fade
Ill remember that day when you took my face in your hands
The you said that someone had to come
And so nothing more could have an end

So hard to forget
All the pain we share
When I tell her the story of our love
But I know That somewhere in her eyes
Ill find the faith to live and carry on

The Elder (Insomnium)

In the arms of rimed soil, lies the autumns last withered leaf
Land now bare and naed, awaits it's snowy sheet

And as the light still lingers, painting scarlet this barren scene
An old man sings his song of melancholy and relinquish

I'm a whirl deep in dark waters,
A stare in the shades of fir-trees
I'm riding above with north wind,
Herding the black clouds of rain
Mine is the kingdom,
Far from the moon to the sun
I am the elder,
Standing forever as one

And in that sudden moment, when everything's turned to still,
He abruptly breaks the silence, becomes one with longing

And singing ever stronger, nature joins as one with him
Fire in his eyes, universe under twisted grin

Fashion Victim (Compliments Of Gus)

He sits alone in his world
Ideas filling his brain
Writing his book on good looks
To bring his theory acclaim
It seems to him that his friends
Are only in sight
When he's shouting the drinks
And he's looking just right

Jonathon Greythorn
Had looks to die for
Perfect ab, anti flab
Plastic hair on
GQ cover was the aim
Johnny G. his new name
Maybe a film or a part
that would lead to his fame

This is a song of cliches
Like bad year ten poetry
What's wrong with plagiary?
Have you seen my face lately
My brand new identity
Now I've become my cliche

She spends twelve hours each week
Studying performing arts
Twenty two hours each week serving drinks at a bar
Every spare minute she takes
to try and hone her craft
Praying for the break
that will make a star

Cute curved Katy
Was the envy of all
She made a statement
getting drunk at the end of year ball
Looked in a mirror
But it wasn't her there
Didn't see herself
without styled hair.

This is a song of cliches
Like bad year ten poetry
What's wrong with plagiary?
Have you seen my face lately
My brand new identity
Now I've become my cliche